The Game-Tash

[carl thomas] Treats me the same Treats you the same Ohh, treats me the same Treats you the same Ohh, nobody Ohh, nobody [tash] You know what? it's hella lonely at the top when you rich without a girl It's me against the world, but that's how my world twirl So let that sh*t spin cause i'ma play it to the end Sometime you gotta make decisions: your woman or your friends? My friends come first My females is secondary The last girl I had was this bad a** secretary Her name was yvonne - that b**ch thought she was the bomb But I knew it wouldn't work, I never took her home to moms You know havin a ball not givin my all Holdin hands down the hall at the crenshaw mall She used to look at me and saw no flaws at all We was close - she walked around my house in her draws But after all the good times you know comes the rain I had to cut that b**ch off for some sh*t I can't explain I blamed it on her trip and she blamed it on my fame I got cupid lookin stupid But that's a part of the game [carl thomas] Ohh the game owes nothin to nobody So I'm tellin you this from the start If you find you've been decieved by another Then you better just trust in your heart [tash] So all the ladies wave your hands if you down wit your man I know them two kids you got wasn't part of the plan What this world is a twist; if it ain't that it's this I like the kinda girl that tatoo niggaz names on they wrist Tash on your tit That's the kinda girl I need After work, feeds her seeds then smokes a little w**d Low key; that's how my girl gon' be But I ain't found her yet and she ain't found me So I'm lookin For all the sexy hoes that ain't tooken Carl put me down with this bad broad from brooklyn But all I do is hit - no spark, no flame I got cupid lookin stupid But that's a part of the game Chorus [tash] I know this love song I'm writin ain't flashin your excitement But when you least expect it love will strike you like some lightning That's why I'm here to warn ya These girls in california, they'll take you to the cleaners If you let 'em put it on ya (put what? ) You know the little wifey deluxe That'll have your friends and family rentin a tux That's why you gotta keep it p.i. So even if your buck stop You got the type of girl that'll walk you to the bus stop True love- That's kinda hard to find when you rhyme I'm 27 now and it's 1999 But i'ma find mine; matter fact, what's yo name? -trust in yo heart- but that's a part of the game